It was with astonishment that I learned that some people in this country actually “celebrated” the death of Margaret Thatcher.
Having no personal sympathy nor antipathy for the lady I nevertheless find that celebrating her death was below human standards.
If you hate somebody, show it when this somebody are still alive, but when the person is death, it is time to call a halt.
In 1952 I was on a ship bound for the far east, in Haifa I went ashore to have a filling in a tooth. The dentist was a German Jew and when he found out that I was Danish he became very talkative as he knew that we in Denmark had managed to get nearly all our jewish population in safety from the Germans.
He told me that he was an Auschwitch surviver but that his entire family had been killed by the Germans.
I said “My God you must really hate the Germans”. He answered no, we must stop hating each others otherwise this world will lever be a good place to live and sooner or later a new Auschwitch will pop up somewhere.
I shall never as long as I live forget this remarkable man, he had found peace within himself.
Let me end with these words from John Donne:
No man is an island,Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea
Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manor of thine own or of thine friends were.
Each mans death diminishes me. For I am involved in mankind. Therefore send not to know
FOR WHOM THE BELLS TOLLS, IT TOLLS FOR THEE.
Niels E. Winkel
Ludford, Market Rasen